RNP Chapter 262 Just kill them!
Chapter 262 Just kill them!
Chapter 262 Just kill them!
Uchiha clan.
Mikoto Uchiha has grown increasingly mature, her expression becoming more and more gentle. She stands next to Yuuki, holding several scrolls in her arms.
“Brother Yuuki, the mission to the capital will be carried out by Uchiha Shouichi, Uchiha Hachiyan, and myself. The clan has also selected 24 Jonin to accompany us, the Kurama clan has sent 3 Jonin, and 11 ordinary Jonin from the commoner ninjas.”
"Including my brother, there are a total of forty-two mission executors."
Yuuki took the list. Was this a request for the list, or a direct assassination attempt on the daimyo of the Land of Fire?
Ugh?
This seems like a good idea.
"This is the one, let's go!"
"The capital city needs money!"
...
The Temple of Fire.
A young monk with red lips and white teeth, Diwu, stood with his hands clasped together in front of a tall stone statue.
He muttered scriptures under his breath, his face filled with sincerity and confusion.
Standing next to him was a ninja with a thick neck and a large face, a scar running down his eyebrow.
The scarred man is Oda Satoru, the leader of the ninja guarded by the current daimyo.
The emperor originally bestowed 150 small plots of land upon his ancestors, and from then on, his family changed their surname to Xiaotian.
"Well, Master Diwu? Still haven't made up your mind?"
"This time, we must keep all the ninjas of Konoha in the capital!"
"Let that Hokage see clearly that the Daimyo is not someone to be trifled with!"
The guardian ninja has always adhered to the guiding principle that the only 'jewel' is the daimyo.
I do not endorse the so-called "one village, one country" system!
Hearing the coercive and arrogant words, Diwu's face turned even uglier, and he hesitated before saying, "A monk should not meddle in worldly affairs."
"Humph!"
Oda Satoru slapped the base of the Buddha statue in dissatisfaction: "The base of this thing, isn't that pure gold?"
"Without the support of the Daimyo and all the lords, where would your little Fire Temple get the money to use such a fine statue?"
"The money's almost gone, and now that it's your turn to put in the work, you're making excuses and shirking responsibility?!"
Jigo was not good with words, but he was chosen as the leader because he was the most capable monk in the entire Fire Temple.
He pondered for a moment and said, "Your Excellency Da Ming sent troops to declare war on the Land of Rain. Our temple dispatched monks to assist you with all our might. Hundreds of monks died, leaving only a few dozen. Does that not count as contributing?"
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he stared at Oda Satoru with a hostile expression.
When attacking the Land of Rain, the Guardian Shinobi did not contribute much, only a few dozen shinobi, and they ran away very fast, with most of them escaping unharmed.
The samurai and monks, on the other hand, were not so lucky.
Since that incident, the relationship between the Fire Temple and the daimyo and other nobles has cooled down.
Firstly, they saw through the true nature of the nobles—strong on the outside but weak on the inside.
The daimyo and nobles who ruled the country, their strongest violent institutions, and their guardian ninjas and samurai, all failed to demonstrate matching combat power.
Secondly, the Uchiha clan 'managed' one-fifth of the country in one fell swoop.
The nobles and lords could only protest.
After the protests proved ineffective, it seemed as if they gradually accepted this fact.
“Master is too attached to appearances.” Oda Satoru frowned. “Master’s mindset is not right! Lord Daimyo is the only gem in the Land of Fire. It is our duty as subordinates to give everything for Lord Daimyo.”
Diwu shook his head, and said meaningfully, "It is Benefactor Xiaotian who is truly attached to appearances."
“Your state of mind arises from your heart, but our hearts are different, so why do you say I am attached to appearances?”
As he grew older, the more books he read, the clearer his mind became.
The claim that one's mental state is insufficient and one's cultivation level is too high to control is nothing more than an excuse to oppress others.
A person's status is commensurate with their abilities!
Your position determines your responsibilities!
A ninja learned three S-rank secret techniques, completed fifteen S-rank missions, and became proficient in medical treatment, infiltration, sealing, and other techniques.
As a result, not only did you, as the leader, steal the other party's credit, but you also said that the other party needed to be polished and should not be promoted to Jonin.
Isn't that just courting death?
The same is true.
The Fire Temple is a semi-independent military organization in the Land of Fire. How could a mere Guardian Ninja like you be allowed to mobilize it?
Despite his best efforts, Oda Satoru was unable to persuade Satoru to contribute his efforts.
I could only leave in anger!
Once the Guardian Ninja achieves merit, becomes the Daimyo's most trusted subordinate, and replaces Konoha Village's position, don't come begging me!
...
The capital city.
As the most prosperous nation, the Land of Fire is undoubtedly the number one among the Five Great Nations.
The city where the daimyo settled was undoubtedly prosperous.
Gambling dens, izakayas, dance halls, and restaurants are everywhere, almost one after another!
Ten thousand taels of gold cannot cross a single street, yet the whole city is filled with the spring colors of peach blossoms!
Uchiha Yuuki was wearing a pure black robe, with the Uchiha clan crest clearly printed on the back.
Behind him followed a large group of more than forty people, their bodies radiating a bloodthirsty aura, marching in orderly formation along a main street.
"Clan leader, a group of people are following us. We sensed a Jonin leading several Chunin. The Jonin's chakra level is not high, so he is probably a Jonin with diluted chakra."
"Following us?" Yuuki said casually. "If we're still following us after another block, kill them all."
"Yes!"